All the men present were jealous and all the women present were ashamed of themselves.
Ye Yiran just glanced at her, immediately opened his mouth slightly, was shocked, and said to himself: "Is there such a beautiful woman in the world?!"
Liu Chengshuang also glanced briefly, then his mind wandered and he closed his eyes in a hurry.
Ling Zhen was stunned.
Comparing her with her eldest sister, it is extremely rare to feel that this woman's appearance is not inferior to Ling Fengge, the "most beautiful person in the Ling family".
Seeing his old friend suddenly, Qiu Jin was extremely excited and his whole body trembled significantly. He stared at the woman in front of him and said in a somewhat unsteady voice: "Xiao Tao, you are finally here..."
Is this person Leng Tao?
Ling Zhen's heart trembled.
Sure enough, only this kind of female streamer can be so obsessed with Brother Qiu!
There was silence in the auditorium, and the woman who arrived suddenly didn't say a word.
Suddenly I heard Qiu Jin, who had a head of burnt-yellow hair, say softly: "Bing Ji is born thin, so why should he be so thin after flying? Looking at the dusk behind the long curtain, at dusk, he will be in ecstasy."
The stunning woman couldn't bear it any longer and recalled all the "gaunting injuries" that had broken her bones and broken her heart over the past ten years, making it difficult to swallow.
She first trembled her pretty lips, and then continued with a voice that could be described as pearly and smooth: "You still know how painful it is to miss your loved one, how can you bear to leave your slave? I went all the way to pass the mountain, I'm afraid it's easier to say goodbye to him than to see him."
infatuation.
Ling Zhen shook his head and said to himself: "It's so infatuated..."
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Wei Jie smiled bitterly, and then said to the white tiger-skinned old man in an almost pleading tone: "Old man, you...you really don't need to make this woman look like Sister Su, right? So similar, I think it's a little bit... It’s a bit uncomfortable.”
Ying Chun stroked his long silver beard gently, one after another, quite contentedly. The old man responded with the unique accent of the Sichuan and Sichuan areas: "I want it, I want it."
Wei Jie closed his eyes and didn't want to look again.
After a while, I couldn't help it and had to open my eyes again.
Anyway, my daughter-in-law Su Yubai isn't here either, so I guess it won't be a big deal if I want to take a look.
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When their eyes met, there were tears in their eyes.
"Qiu Lang, what's wrong with your hair..."
The woman's voice trembled.
"Xiao Tao, you have lost a lot of weight..."
Qiu Jin whispered with sweetness and tenderness.
In this way, the man and woman said a word of condolences to each other, but there were no more words.
Ling Zhen lamented that the two of them, whether they were "female" or "male", were both rare infatuated species.
Qiu Jin was just pretending to be romantic.
Looking directly into each other's eyes, both of them had tears in their eyes.
"Leng Tao, it's Moon Lake Fairy Leng Tao who's here!"
Leng Xiaojuan was very surprised to see Leng Tao take it seriously, but then she suddenly remembered an extremely terrifying thing.
As the second head of the Leng Family Sword Sect, Leng Tao has a high position and superb swordsmanship, and has the responsibility and ability to clean up the family.
Now that she is here alone, could it be that... Yang Nianzhi has been poisoned by her? !
Just as Leng Xiaojuan was thinking wildly and her heart was pounding, a very familiar voice came from the door.
She quickly straightened her neck and looked up. The man was tall and handsome.
It was the fiancé Yang Nianzhi whom she thought about day and night.
"Brother Yang!"
Leng Xiaojuan shouted with great joy.
"Xiaojuan, I'm here!"
Yang Nianzhi also waved and shouted.
The two ran towards each other, hugging each other tightly in full view of the public, as if they wanted to fuse their two bodies together.
"You, why did you come just now..."
Leng Xiaojuan choked with a hint of grievance.
"Don't cry, Xiaojuan, am I here? Your brother Yang is here."
Yang Nianzhi spoke gently.
"I miss you so much..."
Leng Xiaojuan confided in a tearful voice.
"Me too. These past thirty days have been like years for me. It's been really hard. We should never be separated again!"
Yang Nianzhi closed his arms and hugged his beloved woman Leng Xiaojuan tighter.
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Zhuge Jielu remembered an ancient poem inexplicably, and couldn't help but sigh and shake his head: "It is possible to get rid of the arrogance of men, but the arrogance of women... well, it cannot be said."
Wei Jie nodded sincerely, "Of course."
Unexpectedly, Mr. Ying suddenly choked and said: "What the hell, boy, let me ask you, do you still remember that emerald red dress?"
Wei Jie suddenly thought of Xu Lingshuang, who was now the Suzaku Emperor of Heaven in the Exiled Immortal Ruins.
That day, a woman in a naked skirt who was reincarnated as a certain Huode star official was promoted to the new emperor of Suzaku in the South.
The battle was quite majestic, and the sky was filled with blazing flames. "Red Emperor" Xu Lingshuang ascended on a dragon, and even climbed the steps to enter the immortal ceremony of the palace.
Wei Jie, or Qingdi Lingweiyang, deliberately avoided someone instead of showing up to participate.
To be precise, he didn't even dare to see her again...
There are some people in the world who seem to have a "clear conscience" but actually have a guilty conscience.
What a shame!
At this time, the middle-aged man in a green shirt, with frost and snow on his temples, couldn't help but have a heavy and regretful look on his face. He shook his head and sighed: "I owe a lot to Xiao Shuang'er. I have some debts that will last for all my life." It’s still unclear.”
After a while, Wei Jie said again in a solemn voice: "And the most difficult thing is... she doesn't want me to completely repay it. Just because we owe her this debt, I can always remember her in my heart."
The white tiger-skinned old man Ying Chun snorted heavily through his nose and took a breath, "Not only the girl in the red dress, but also my close disciple Qian Yatou. Don't you owe her a lot?"
The old man, who was black and thin as iron, poked Wei Jie with his withered fingers, and said bitterly in his drake voice: "You kid, you are nothing!"
Wei Jie was silent for a long time, and then he said something: "The wind and rain will always blow away the wind, and it is the hardest thing in the world to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman."
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Qiu Jin looked at the loving couple in front of him, smiled and waved: "Okay, okay, this is the auditorium for worshiping heaven and earth, and there is a newlywed couple standing here. Can you two change places to have sex with each other?"
Yang Nianzhi opened his arms, turned to Qiu Jin, who was kind to him, clasped his fists and said loudly: "Thank you, hero, for helping us. Let's take our leave!"
Then he bowed to Leng Tao, the second in command of the sect, and said, "Thank you Fairy Yuehu for not killing me!"
After saying that, he held Leng Xiaojuan's hand tightly and walked out of the door with her. Soon they were gone.
"They're gone, it's time to talk about our affairs."
Qiu Jin shifted his gaze and looked at the jade hairpin inlaid with sapphires on Leng Tao's head. He sighed sincerely: "Oh, this hairpin looks best on your head. I had known it would be like this. I shouldn't have taken it in the first place..."
"call out--"
The hosta was taken off from the top of the head by Leng Tao. With a snap of his fingers, it instantly pierced the air and shot forward.
Ling Zhen's eyelids trembled.
What a snap of the fingers? !
